Chapter 13 Fighting Wisdom

There was no extra person in the room. Across the slightly yellowed white gauze tent, Qiu Yao could faintly see a white figure sitting at the table with his chin reading the bamboo slips, while she sat at the table, which seemed a little too formal.

The person in the account reads the book like a person who has nothing to do. Qiu Yao's heart is slightly tight. Is this a psychological tactic to put pressure on her? But she just couldn't do what he wanted.

"I don't know why the prince asked me to come here?" It's absolutely false to say that she is not nervous, but she can't let herself fall into a situation that is too passive, so she tries to make herself look less surprised.

"Pa", the bamboo slips were quickly closed and looked to one side.

The man still held his chin and tilted his head casually, but Qiu Yao clearly felt how frighten the twilight that fell on her through the gauze.

Dressed in white, Song Yu is like the same cold and bright moonlight, but the person in front of him is clearly a blazing and shining sunlight, so dazzling that people dare not look directly at it.

"You just encountered a robber?" The casual tone of death is full of majesty and force. Obviously, Qiu Yao's preemptive opportunity made him feel unhappy again.

"Yes, I almost took the bracelet left by my mother." Since she wants to take care of him, she simply accompanies him to the end. As long as he can't return to the topic at that time.

"Is that important to you?"

"Of course, that's the only relic of my mother."

As soon as Qiu Yao finished speaking, the man suddenly was silent for a moment, and then asked in a low voice, "But you handed it over very happily."

The man's tone became clear and serious. Qiu Yao calmed her mind and replied, "Only by keeping your life first can you try to keep what is important to you."

The ancients advocated killing and being benevolent and giving birth for righteousness. They all shouted that they were the first person before themselves. The righteousness was so unprincipled that the former mother's relics were something that they had to keep even if they tried their best.

"It's a pity that the robber didn't figured this out, otherwise he could choose to kill and grab money to save trouble." The person in the tent laughed in a low voice, but Qiu Yao shuddered.

It's not the king of Chu. First of all, he won't be so young, and there is no need to bring himself to intimidate him at night. Obviously, the people in the account are friends and not enemies. Qin people? This seems to be the most likely.

Qiu Yao's ten fingers were deeply embedded in the palm of her hand, and a coolness climbed up her back, but her face was still trying to maintain peace. "That's why I'm lucky to be rescued by the prince. If you need any help in the future, I will definitely do my best. Of course, I'm just an ignorant village girl. The power is weak, and it's not enough to get things done. Please forgive me."

"This is not necessarily true," the man's words were of strong interest. "Miss Xie has the wisdom and courage to see through the Qin spies at this age, and it is unknown that he has done great things every day. Since Miss Xie put her words here today, I won't be polite if I need any help.

Have you finally come to business? But this man's words made her less nervous than before, replaced by a deep sense of frustration, because even if she tried her best, this person could still easily control her emotions and accurately capture her weaknesses.

She wanted to say "boy laughing" to the snake, but she instinctively felt that this perfunctory speech would make him more unhappy, so she simply pretended to be arrogant and arrogant along with his words.

"I am praised by the prince. In the future, if the prince is useful for Qiu Yao, Qiu Yao will definitely go through fire and water." As soon as the words came out, Qiu Yao was so annoyed that she couldn't wait to bite off her tongue.

"Qiu Yao? Isn't Miss Xie's name called Hibiscus?"

Sure enough... You are Hibiscus, and your whole family is Hibiscus...

"This is the nickname I set for myself when I have nothing to do." Qiu Yao finally couldn't stand it, and her shoulders began to collapse.

"A pin number? Does the girl still read and practice writing?

"A few days ago, my father invited a teacher for me to teach me to learn the Book of Songs. I especially like the sentence "Vend me to papaya and repay it with Qiong Yao, so I set this number for myself." What the hell is this?

"I'll give it to Mu Tao, and I'll repay it with Qiong Yao. I'll always think it's good." There was a lot of publicity and arrogance in the man's voice. This love poem was read out of his mouth. Qiu Yao suddenly felt that her teeth were sore.

"The girl just said that everything is to save her life, and then she said that she went through fire and water. Isn't the two contradictory?" As soon as the words turned, the man just finished chanting a love poem and began to prick again.

Qiu Yao's heart wailed.